Who is this? Where has Victoria gone?
——This was the first thought that came to Xia Ye's mind.
But as the girl turned her head slightly, she saw a face whose facial features were very similar to Victoria's.
Classical and elegant, she looks like a character from an oil painting, but unlike Victoria, the girl's appearance is a bit childish, which makes her look even cuter.
This is...Victoria? A girly version of Victoria?
Xia Ye suddenly reacted, but in order not to disturb the other party, she did not ask immediately, but just stood silently observing.
"Victoria" stomped her feet lightly, her cute little leather shoes decorated with bows hitting the floor, and the floor around the girl immediately changed.
They turned into a piece of cloth that shone like silk. The color was emerald green like a girl's skirt. The cloth undulated slightly like waves, and the girl stood lightly on it. The whole picture was like a fairy tale.
The next second, "Victoria" raised the scissors with both hands, pointed the blade at the beautiful silk, and cut it with a click. A wide crack soon appeared. Under the crack, the summer night could vaguely glimpse the gorgeous but chaotic colors.
It's like squeezing dozens of oil paints together, then randomly mixing them and smearing them on the canvas.
A hand with ferocious joints stretched out from the crack. It was a giant palm larger than "Victoria"'s whole body, but it didn't look hostile. The girl handed it the "answer sheet" written by Xia Ye, and it Then he stretched out his sharp fingertips, carefully twisted up a few pieces of paper, and retracted them into the cracks.
But after a while, the giant palm stretched out again. It opened its hand towards the girl, and its six fingers gently hooked inward, as if asking for something.
"Victoria" curled her lips reluctantly, but turned around and pointed at a shelf in the distance. With this movement, the clothes on the shelves flew into the air like birds, and one by one they were placed on the girl's arms.
After all the dozen or so pieces of clothing fell, "Victoria" placed them all in her giant palm. The six ferocious-looking fingers immediately closed together, carefully holding the clothes they had just obtained, and retracted into the crack again.
This time, it took a little longer.
When the giant hand stretched out from the crack for the third time, its fingertips twisted a roll of brown paper. After handing the paper to "Victoria", it retracted. Then, the crack closed and the gap disappeared. Without a trace.
After a few seconds, the silk began to disintegrate, turning into countless threads that flew into the girl's skirt and disappeared.
"Victoria" picked up a large roll of paper - although it looked small in the hands of the giant hand, it was actually more than one meter high - walked to Xia Ye and Lillian, and threw it on the on the ground.
The paper roll was spread out a little, and Xia Ye saw that there were several witch characters crookedly written on it. Each character was as big as half a door, and the colors were mixed, like a child's random scribblings.
But she didn't rush to read the content on the scroll. Instead, she stared at the girl in front of her.
"Victoria?"
"..."
"I guess I guessed it right? Although the figure has become even poorer than mine, but judging from the face, it can't be someone else?"
"..." The girl tightly held the big scissors in her hand and continued to remain silent.
"Ah, since Victoria is not here, I might as well burn all the clothes here so that I don't have to come every week..."
"If you dare to do that, I will cut off your head right now." The girl finally spoke. It was indeed Victoria's voice, but it was much more childish than usual.
Even if it is cut off, it will not die, Xia Ye complained in her heart.
But now, her focus is obviously not here: "So it's really Victoria?! How did you become like this? Did you transform into a magical girl? This dress is so exaggerated but so beautiful! Is this what you looked like when you were young?" Much cuter than now! Come and give me a hug..."
Faced with Xia Ye's barrage of words, Victoria only retorted: "I am also very young now."
"Huh? Really? I always thought you were a few hundred years old..."
A cold light flashed on the blade of the scissors.
Xia Ye was very wise and shut up.
In order to prevent her from continuing to make random guesses, Victoria explained helplessly: "This is the effect of the witch's contract 'prayer'."
"Then what is the effect of 'praying'?"
"Give the person who made the contract a wish, and let her bear a certain price at the same time."
"Then what is your wish?"
"Increase my tailoring power by 100 times."
"...Oh." Xia Ye didn't know how to evaluate this wish for a while, so she had to ask again: "What's the price?"
Victoria didn't answer.
"Hmph, I know even if you don't tell me." Xia Ye pointed at the girl's chest proudly, "It must be at the expense of those two cumbersome fats, right? Hahahahahahahaha..."
She was only halfway laughing when she saw a flash of cold light heading straight for her neck. Xia Ye hurriedly let her head jump up. The next moment, the scissors cut against the break in her neck. An icy chill spread down her spine, making her whole body shiver.
After the blow, Victoria immediately retracted the scissors, and Xia Ye's head fell back to her neck. She held her head with both hands and adjusted the position slightly so that the joint at her neck was closed tightly.
"Phew... you are too cruel." Xia Ye had a frightened expression on her face, "Cutting off a beautiful girl's head if you disagree with her is simply the behavior of a perverted murderer."
"You won't die anyway." Victoria said nonchalantly.
"Uh... Speaking of which, I wanted to ask last time. You don't seem surprised to see my head running around? Are there other witches like me?"
"Compared to your personality, I think your running head is normal."
"..." Xia Ye felt that the other party was swearing, but there was no evidence.
"Let's not waste time and let's take a look at the results of your test." Victoria changed the subject naturally: "Come on, step on this end."
When Xia Ye complied, she raised her little foot, aimed at the rolled-up end of the paper and kicked it hard. With a "squeak" sound, the rolled-up paper completely unfolded, before it could be rolled up again. , Victoria threw the scissors, and the tip accurately penetrated the paper at the end, nailing it to the ground. In this way, the "small paper strips" more than one meter wide and more than ten meters long were spread flatly on the ground.
Victoria paced, read from one end of the note to the other, thought for a few seconds, and said to Xia Ye, "You are more adaptable to the 'Samikina' column system."
Xia Ye couldn't help but raise her eyebrows. She was indeed very adaptable to the "Samikina" column system, otherwise she wouldn't have been able to sign the highest-level "Returning Soul". Does this mean that Victoria's weird test method is quite accurate?
At this moment, she heard Victoria continue to say: "However, this is not the column system that you are most adaptable to."
"So what's the best?" she asked immediately.
"According to what is written here, it is 'Baal'."
